WOAAHH…I have NEVER gotten to write this far in a story before, and I am proud :)
I'm sooo happy since I've nearly finished this Story. Still got a few more chapters to write, but I'm sooooo close to finishing. So review.
Chapter 23 – Jealousy Is an Ugly Thing
"Hey, Sum, wait up!" Andrew said as he caught up with me and walked beside me.
"So, Liv told me about you and Manfred…" He said, as I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, what about it?" I replied, frustrated. I didn't have time for another one of these talks.
"He's toxic, Summer…"
"Oh for God's sake."
"I'm serious! You should stay away from him. He'll hurt you."
"Yeah, yeah. That's what everyone's been saying, but where's the evidence?"
"Fine. If you won't believe me…then believe this." He said, handing me a tape recorder.
"What is it?" I asked, suspiciously, but also scared. Scared that everyone was right.
No! They were wrong. Manfred would never use me. He'd never hurt me.
"It's your evidence. Listen to it and if you believe me, meet me on Whind Street at 10pm on Saturday."
"Why do I have to meet you?"
"You'll find out." He replied, before walking off, leaving me to try figure out what he meant.
Manfred: I almost feel bad.
Dr. Bloor: Why?
Manfred: Leading her on and just using her.
Dr. Bloor: I'm confused…you feel bad?
Manfred: I said almost.
Dr. Bloor: Just remember, don't blow your cover. You don't know how important this mission is. We need her endowment. You need to gain her trust. Make her listen to only you and nobody else.
Manfred: Oh I've got her wrapped around my little finger.
Dr. Bloor: Good. Keep this up, and you'll be just like me.
Manfred: The best thing about it all is that she thinks I love her. AHAHAHA.
Dr. Bloor: AHAHAHA.
Manfred: She's just a stupid little girl who doesn't know any better.
The recording stopped. I pushed the replay button whilst a big fat tear rolled down my cheek. I was still trying to get my head around what I was hearing.
Manfred: I almost feel bad.
Dr. Bloor: Why?
Manfred: Leading her on and just using her.
Dr. Bloor: I'm confused…you feel bad?
Manfred: I said almost.
Dr. Bloor: Just remember, don't blow your cover. You don't know how important this mission is. We need her endowment. You need to gain her trust. Make her listen to only you and nobody else.
Manfred: Oh I've got her wrapped around my little finger.
Dr. Bloor: Good. Keep this up, and you'll be just like me.
Manfred: The best thing about it all is that she thinks I love her. AHAHAHA.
Dr. Bloor: AHAHAHA.
Manfred: She's just a stupid little girl who doesn't know any better.
Then anger took over me. I jumped out of bed, grabbing the tape recorder and stormed out of the dormitories. I won't let him treat me like this. I was better than this.
What if the recording was a fake? But it sounded so real…
I stormed into his room, startling him.
"Summer! What are you doing here?"
"How could you?" I yelled. I used my power to create a strong breeze and slam the door shut.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, clueless.
"Don't play innocent with me! I LOVED YOU! And you took advantage of that! You think I'm that dumb, don't you?" I was crying loads by this point, and struggling to breathe from all the excessive crying.
"Calm down, please. Can you please tell me what this is about?"
I thrust the recording into his hand and waited whilst he listened to it. His face turned pale as he listened to it and he frowned now and then. Finally he pulled it out of his ear.
"Well?" I demanded.
"Who gave this to you?" He asked, angrily.
"Andrew." I replied, "So, is it true?"
"No!"
I just stared at him, still crying and trying desperately to control my fits of sobs. He sighed.
"I admit that my father made me befriend you, for the mission. I tried to, but then I got in too far. I fell in-" He started, with a sad look on his face.
"Don't say it!" I warned, cutting him off.
"I fell in love with you." He finished off, ignoring my wishes. My face was soaked wet with the endless tears rolling down my face.
"You're lying!" I screamed.
"I'm not. I love you."
"No! You're incapable of love! Stop lying!" I shrieked louder.
"I love you." He repeated.
"STOP IT! STOP LYING TO ME! I AM SO SICK OF ALL THESE LIES! WE'RE THROUGH!" I screamed, turning to the door and stepping towards it.
"Summer…" he said, his voice pained. He grabbed my arm to stop me from leaving.
"Get off me!" I yanked my arm from his hand and stormed out his room.
For the rest of the week I avoided him and skipped classes. I thought about what Andrew said and decided I would meet him and hear what he had to say. After all, he saved me from the relationship from hell. When Saturday night came, the night I've been eager to come, I skipped out of the house and headed for Whind Street. It took a while to get there, and I had to ask strangers for directions, but I eventually found it.
"Hello?" I called out.
Nobody answered. It looked so dark and isolated, like nobody had set foot in this street for ages. The houses were all run down and looked like nobody even lived in them. The windows were smashed and some houses were even burnt down and unstable. The smell of smoke could still be smelt. Why on earth would Andrew want to meet me here?
"Andrew? Hello? Are you there?"
I heard a metal clanking behind me, followed by a light eerie scraping against the floor. I feared for the worst. I held my breath as I turned around. I sighed with relief. There was nothing there. I couldn't help but think there was something dodgy about all of this. I started to feel very uneasy about the whole situation. I had a sinking feeling something horrible was about to happen. I was about to leave, but I didn't have the chance to. I was knocked out by something very hard and heavy. I started to bleed…
'Did she just call me fat? Oh hell no, help me up!' Goes somin like that.
Question … Why does everyone on fb put that as there status? It's really getting old and its not even that funny anymore O.o
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P.s. – Is it wrong to think my history teacher's 3 year old son would be sooo fit when he's older and that he's sooo gorgeous?
….Thought so…..
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